10.05: Soccer Kit Searchers

To get the Kitmeister break-in approved, Emma had to type up a mission briefing, get Jim Rhodes to read and approve it, and track down the Head, Val, to sign off on it.
Emma wore her best poker face as she stepped into the hallway.
'And?' Noah asked.
“It's all set,” she said. “I had to play up the yobbo angle, so you might have to smash a few things up.”
“I can do mindless vandalism,” Shakeel said, grinning and thumping on his chest. “I'm actually rather partial to it.”
Rhodes overheard and shouted a warning from inside his office. “Nothing too extreme, boys. We don't want anything that gets publicity and makes the police start a big investigation.”
“And girl,” Sophie chipped in.
“Gotcha, boss,” Shakeel said, as he leaned into the office and gave Jim Rhodes a cheeky salute.
“Good luck,” Rhodes said firmly. “Now close my door and bugger off.”
“Right, my agents of chaos,” Emma said as she led the excitable trio towards the exit. “You'll need to change out of school uniforms. We might as well have radio links so sign out some communications stuff, as well as your break-in equipment. I'll sort out a car and meet you in the dining room in about twenty-five minutes. We can a grab a quick bite, and set off by two.”
“Sounds good,” Noah said, as he slid his feet into the muddy boots he had left by the main door.
“You know I thought we would get to use our powers more,” Shakeel said as they headed up to their rooms.
“Way to go Shak,” Sophie said, “on giving the Feds a heads up that there’s a covert mutant group out there.”